Laura's Foundation

Laura's Foundation Grief support for Loss.

We specialize is su***de, homicide, drug or alcohol addictions or sudden loss.Counselors, coaches,exercise therapy, massage and group activities.Our program offers support for the years following your loss.

Fundraiser for Mia Bella candlesspecial addition candle for awareness of Mental health. Orders taken up to May 1st, 202...
04/25/2022

Fundraiser for Mia Bella candles
special addition candle for awareness of Mental health. Orders taken up to May 1st, 2022. Please email: [email protected]
All proceeds go to National Alliance of Mental Illness.
$23 for pick up in Glendale, AZ or $30 for shipping

Laura’s Foundation for Loss Presents a 5k run, fun run & doggie trot on 3/12/2022 at Rio Vista Park, 8866 W Thunderbird ...
01/20/2022

Laura’s Foundation for Loss
Presents a 5k run, fun run & doggie trot on 3/12/2022 at Rio Vista Park, 8866 W Thunderbird Rd, Peoria, AZ
Ways to help:
1.) Pray for people to sign up and participate.
2.) Share on your Facebook by clicking share at
https://www.laurasfoundation.org
3.) Sign up even if you don’t attend.
4.) Donate at https://www.laurasfoundation.org
Event will feature a timed and chipped 5k run with 1st 2nd and 3rd place medals awarded in men’s, woman’s and Jr. categories
T-shirt and Swag bag
2 mile fun walk or doggie trot (vaccinations and leashes required)
Water stations, music at the park, restrooms, rec center, concessions, skateboard & volleyball, fishing and raffle prizes.

01/01/2021

Happy New Year 2021
💔 We are here for your grieving heart. Come join us.

Monday zoom 6:30-7:30 call or text 602-796-6070
Tuesday 7-9pm at CCV campus 7007 W Happy Valley, Peoria, AZ
we meet in room 400.
Wednesday 10am last Wednesday every month at Billies Place
21448 N 75th Ave Suite 5, Glendale, AZ 85308

Laura's Foundation Day of Service. We packed food for Feed My Starving Children and below are the statistics from our wo...
09/20/2020

Laura's Foundation Day of Service. We packed food for Feed My Starving Children and below are the statistics from our work. Loads of fun too. We do this every September. Come Join Us!

08/31/2020

Today I am going to go off the path I had originally was going to go. Last time I blogged, I initially wrote about when I first dealt with the passing of my little brother.

Today, Aug. 31st, would have been my little brother's 45th birthday. It is always such a hard day for me...like pretty much every holiday. Although, every year gets a little easier to handle, it is and will always be hard. Holidays are hard, no doubt about that. And I have accepted the fact that that will always be the way it is for me. Again...my new "norm". If I have a hard day...then I have a hard day! It is mine to deal with. I am allowed to have bad days. We are all allowed to have bad days...and you will. I just try to remember that tomorrow is a new day. And, I don't try to think too far ahead...I keep it short basically. One day at a time during these rough times. I spent 41 years of my life celebrating my little brother's birthday, Christmas, and every other holiday....so of course I am going to have a hard time with celebrating without him. It is my life now, and I am getting used to my new norm.

It is definitely understandable, and very normal, for you to have a hard time during the holidays. It is expected as well. It is your time for reflecting on the memories....and sometimes its painful. I am fortunate to have support of family and friends during these times as well. I also have the support of my Griefshare Group as well. And even after a year of attending, I still need their support.

If you would like additional information in regards to a Griefshare group, please do not hesitate to contact us. We have information and support for you.

08/19/2020

Good morning to all of you. It has taken me some time to get to the point of posting...as I have spent a lot of time not only thinking about "what" to write, but also just "reliving" it all over again.

On April 25, 2017, the unimaginable happened. I lost my little brother, Eric. He was 41 years old. I got the call from his oldest son, my 18 y.o. nephew, around 6:30 a.m. Arizona time that morning. You see, I was very sick myself and had just gotten out from a week long stay at the hospital 2 days before. I remember my phone ringing constantly until I woke up and finally answered it. I still don't remember everything from that day....it comes to me in pieces still to this day. It was the very first time I had experienced losing someone that close to me. My brother was my best friend...and the anchor basically...as we also have a younger brother. Eric was the outgoing one...the fun one...of the 3 of us. I remember feeling like it was a dream...wondering if I would ever wake up. I remember being in shock...how could this even happen??? And out of the blue!

Going back....I also remember having this feeling in my stomach that would NOT go away....it lasted forever. I remember feeling lost....and also remember how angry I started to become. That anger grew and grew...for a long time.

My brother lived in KS. So within a couple days I was flying to KS to help my sister-in-law plan his funeral. I spent 8 days there. During those 8 days, I did not sleep and barely ate. I just remember being so unbelievably sad and angry at the same time. I was definitely in a "fog". It was still so hard for me to even fathom. At that time, even though I was still sick, I did not care about my own health anymore...all I could think about was my little brother. I just did not want to accept it at all. When I got back to AZ, I had to see my doctor, who gave me medicine to help me sleep again. I slept for 19 hours that night/day.

It has been over 3 years now, and even though I still have times that are hard, it is not nearly like it was when it happened. I had a very hard time for 2 years....to the point where I had to get some help....as I just did not know how to grieve, or even how to "heal" from it all, and STILL could not accept it. After a year of grief counseling, I am learning how to deal....and learning what my new "normal" is now. I will never be okay with it...but this is what my life is now...and I am able to function from day to day again. This loss changed me in every way!

There is help available if you are currently going through this. You can message us...there are people available to point you in the right direction!

I will be blogging my story....so you can see the stages I went through...and understand that you are not going crazy...you will see the light again!

"The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit." Psalm 34:18

2nd Annual "Feed My Starving Children Event"Come join us filling food bags for the starving children of the world.Date: ...
08/14/2020

2nd Annual "Feed My Starving Children Event"

Come join us filling food bags for the starving children of the world.

Date: Sat. Sept 19, 2020
Time: 6-8pm
Location : Mesa Fiesta Power Center, "Feed My Starving Children"
Address: 1345 S Alma School Rd, Mesa, AZ 85210
RSVP required: [email protected]

We will have 4 groups of 5 (face mask required-age 10 and up)
Sign up now to reserve your spot. Tons of fun and social distancing is adhered to.

Wishing you all a Happy 4th of July with true independence.
07/04/2020

Wishing you all a Happy 4th of July with true independence.

07/04/2020

Adulting: When You Feel Like a Failure

by Amena Brown, from How to Fix a Broken Record

I hate failure. I don’t care what all the business and leadership gurus say about the secret to failing well or how to fail forward or that failure is the secret to success. Let’s have an honest talk about this. Failure sucks. Nobody likes to lose. Nobody sits in the middle of the shambles of their life and dreams about the article or book they will write one day about how they rose from the ashes of this moment like a phoenix or how they like to write things that are full of cliché.

Failure is what it feels like when no amount of counseling or forgiveness can save a marriage. When every attempt at good parenting still produces a kid who stumbles down a path that seems to lead to nothing but more bad decisions. When you sink your life savings into a business idea that never found its wings to fly in the ways you dreamed of. When you fail out of school. When you’re fired. When you get laid off. When you break up, even though everyone thought you were the perfect couple. When you can’t afford to keep the house, the car, the apartment. When you make a mistake so colossal that the debris of your bad decision wounds everyone around you.

I don’t handle failure well. I am a recovering perfectionist. I am a classic oldest kid, trained to take care of everything and everyone. I am a church kid, raised to say and accept the good, convenient, Sunday school answers. I am Southern born and bred, trained to smile and be polite, even in the face of foolishness. The combination of these things makes me a prime candidate for holding my breath and holding it all together.

I was a good student, an overachiever. I liked school, and school liked me. Even though I haven’t been in school in years, I still look at my life as if each season is a semester that I must pass. I plan excessively. I try to control my environment. I don’t trust easily.

Failure isn’t something that happens to “those people” or something we can avoid by being good. It is not a grade we get to skip. Life is not a class where each choice, decision, or mistake will hand us a pass or fail, an A for perfection or an E for effort. It is not something our privilege, our money, or our pride can protect us from.

Like heartbreak, a bad hair day, or the flu, failure is coming for us all.

Failure doesn’t want to be our assassin. It wants to teach us the hard things. The aftermath of when we fail is life’s best X-ray. It tells us where we are broken, wounded, diseased. It tells us where we’ve been ignoring our hurt, our wants, our needs. It shows us who we are, who we’ve been, who we can be. Failure reminds us there is just as much strength in a beginning as there is in finding the ways to a new path when we’ve reached an unexpected ending.

Failure reminds us we’re human; we cry, hurt, and bleed. Failure humbles us. It reminds us even our best-laid plans and organized attempts at controlling life’s outcomes don’t control much of anything. It is failure that teaches us the dangers of pride and the grace of surrender.

Jesus knows we are going to fail.

He knows He will ask us to follow Him and we will choose ourselves. He knows He will ask us to pray with Him in Gethsemane and we will fall asleep. He knows He will invite us to join Him at the table and we will say we love Him and then betray Him. He knows we won’t always get it right.

God sent a perfect Son to take on all the failings of the entire world. He knew Jesus would get it right.

He knew Jesus could take all of these failed human beings and make it so we could be called righteous. There is no rock bottom, no personal disaster, no amount of utter failure where Jesus doesn’t walk with us.

Jesus invites the messed-up to dinner, to sit at His feet, to follow Him, to know Him, to be close to Him, to be loved by Him, to be forgiven, to grow, to be changed, to become more and more like Him.

Until we realize just because we’ve failed doesn’t mean Jesus calls us Failure. Until we realize Jesus loves us with the kind of love that refuses to give up.

Remember that Laura's Foundation is all about mending after a traumatic loss. We are here to support you in anyway.
Come join us. 602-877-0355

06/18/2020

from Leading Hearts April/May 2020
by Leading Hearts Magazine
IF THE EARTH WERE HIT WITH A WORLD-WIDE PANDEMIC, WHAT’S THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN?

You know these answers by heart: sickness, death, losing a loved one, job loss, not being able to pay bills or rent, having to work from home while homeschooling kids, or horrors — not being able to buy toilet paper!

All of this sounds pretty drastic, and yet, suddenly, very familiar. Yes, these are hard, unexpected times, and we never saw it coming. But God’s not shocked, nor is He in a panic. He’s not even hurrying to get a loan so he can stay afloat. And He certainly hasn’t run low on His supply of compassion, love, peace, kindness, gentleness, healing or provision.

The one thing we haven’t run out of during these worst-of-times is God’s presence. Oh sure, we may have a few questions that we’d like to ask Him like, Why have You allowed this world-wide heartbreak?

I’d like to challenge you to ask a different question: What would this pandemic be like without God; if God suddenly left us stranded in the middle of this mess?

Be of good hope, for God is here. He is with us. He is with you. He will supply your needs, if you ask. He will sit next to your bedside or the bedside of your loved one with healing in His wing. He will provide and will show you mercy and compassion, with or without toilet paper.

And what does God want from us during this worst-of-times? One thing is clear: He wants to speak to you, to teach you how to trust in Him like never before. Let’s change our perspective and see what is really happening. For starters, God has blessed us, the whole world, with a time when our most cherished idols have been removed. The games are canceled. The concert halls and movie theaters are quiet. Our places of employment have shuttered. Even church has been canceled.

But maybe, in God’s great mercy, these are also the best of times; a time when our idols have toppled so we can focus on who He is.

What if this were the only way He could get the world to stop and consider Him? What if He's given one of the most stubborn generations a time to repent? What if it’s up to us, His people, to open our hearts wider, seek Him on a deeper level, live more in tune with His presence, push past our fears and share our faith, open the door to our purpose so we can live for Jesus?

Yes, these worst of times, through God, can be the best of times. They can be our defining moment, our finest hour. And don’t worry. God’s got all of it. After all, your precious life, as well as the whole world, is in His loving hands.

You can be your best in the worst of times.

LOVE, —Marci

PUBLISHER, Leading Hearts Magazine | AWSA, Founder3.

06/05/2020

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom.

Rumi

06/04/2020

That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful.

Rumi

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